Secret Santa For @cryptid-juzou !! They Had Maid!Chuuya Among The Requested Prompts And I Immediately

nerd bakugou p!links (NSFW do not open in public!!)

📖𓂃 ࣪˖♡

him wearing his glasses while eating u outt!

he loves ur thighs !! > <

^ loves ur ass too!!!

making out with you >> studying (lowk bimbo coded)

u just cant sit still, can you?

giving ur man a handy :3

they were "staring right at him"!

the need to drown in your tits

Satoru "he's cute, but Idk him, where is MY baby" Gojo grandpas visiting a newborn itafushi baby

Nerd gojo x nerd reader headcanons pt 3

_Part 2_

Nerdjo! X nerdreader! Lmao guys I don't know it takes time to think for a scenario for nerd gojo!

♡ Gojo, the hopeless overthinker-After catching you reading a book on quantum mechanics, he stares at you for an entire class.

His mind is in overdrive.

“What does she know that I don’t?”

You glance up from your book and notice him staring.

Your expression doesn’t change, just a slight raise of the brow.

He starts questioning reality. He wonders if maybe you’re an alien who landed to study humans.

He’s not sure if he’s scared or in awe.

♡ Gojo, the performance artist-He’s in class, casually tossing out random knowledge to impress everyone.

You’re sitting right next to him, completely unfazed.

He throws out an elaborate theory about space-time continuums.

You glance at him, and in that cool, calculated tone of yours, you say, “Actually, there’s a counter-theory that suggests…”

He’s frozen stunned.

You just corrected him.

He’s in shock. He didn’t even realize there was a counter-theory.

♡ Gojo, the never-satisfied challenger-It’s become a ritual now. He challenges you to random things just to get a reaction.

One day, he walks into the library where you’re reading again and says, “I bet you can’t solve this one faster than me.”

You just stare at him like he's a child.

He watches you effortlessly solve the puzzle in seconds.

His brain breaks.

“Okay… you win. Again.”

He mumbles it like he’s been defeated, even though you both know he never stood a chance.

You just blink, your face a mask of indifference.

♡ Gojo, the insufferable over-achiever-He throws a math challenge your way in class, but it’s no longer about the challenge.

It’s about getting you to look up at him.

When you solve it in seconds, he pretends to be devastated.

“How… How do you do it?!”

You don’t even flinch. You just mutter, “It’s all about applying basic principles, Gojo.”

He finds it so frustrating but can’t help but admire you for it.

This feeling of being outmatched starts to gnaw at him, but it excites him too.

♡ Gojo, the dumbstruck fool-One day, he just can’t take it anymore. He watches you at lunch, reading your book with so much focus.

He interrupts your concentration with a dramatic gesture, throwing his arms out.

“You can’t possibly be that focused!”

You look up, raise an eyebrow, and say, “Well, Gojo, focusing is a part of my natural process of learning. You should try it sometime.”

His jaw drops.

The fact that you just casually insulted him makes him both irritated and in love at the same time.

♡ Gojo, the unintentional simp-He’s in class, trying to act all cool and aloof, but his eyes are constantly shifting to where you’re sitting.

You never seem to notice.

He can’t stop thinking about how you’re always so calm, always so collected.

One day, he catches himself staring at you for way too long.

His heart skips a beat when you finally look up and catch his gaze.

You don’t say anything. You don’t even smile.

But the look in your eyes… it makes his heart race.

He looks away like a fool, muttering under his breath. “What the hell is happening to me?”

♡ Gojo, the clingy puppy-He shows up to the library one day to find you reading, of course.

He’s spent the last few hours thinking of ways to get your attention.

He plops down next to you.

“Hey, Y/N, what are you reading?”

You glance at him for a second and say, “A book on theoretical physics.”

He stares at you, unblinking. “Sounds boring.”

You stare back, saying nothing, then go back to reading.

He can’t help himself anymore he leans over and practically whispers in your ear,

“I think you’re kinda cool, you know?”

Your response is the most distracting part of his life.

You don’t even look up. “And I think you should stop distracting me.”

♡ Gojo, the underestimator-He once convinced himself that he could outwit you in everything.

So when the next mission is announced, he’s all cocky about it.

“I’ve got this in the bag. No one’s a better strategist than me.”

But when the team assembles to discuss the mission, you outshine him with every point you bring up.

“You didn’t consider the potential outcomes of that tactic, Gojo.”

His face turns bright red. He tries to play it cool, but you’ve already won this round.

He’s still muttering about it later, trying to convince himself that it was just a fluke.

But deep down, he’s starting to see you as more than just his rival.

♡ Gojo, the frustrated genius-He’s notorious for his smug attitude, his self-proclaimed genius status.

But you, Y/N, have officially cracked the code.

He’s secretly obsessed with trying to figure you out.

There’s no logic in his mind to explain why he can’t stop thinking about you.

He finds himself watching you from afar, wondering if he could ever measure up to your calm intellect.

“Why does she have to be so perfect?” he thinks, but only when he’s alone.

The thought torments him and keeps him up at night.

♡ Gojo, the declaration of affection-One evening, after yet another failed attempt at getting your attention, he stands in front of you.

The usual smirk is gone.

“I think… I think I like you.”

You blink.

He’s waiting for you to say something clever, to shut him down.

But you don’t.

You just stare at him with that unreadable expression.

“Yeah, I know,” you finally say, casually flipping through your book.

He’s left speechless, heart racing in a way he’s never felt before.

The realization hits him hard. You’re so far above him, and yet, he’s already in too deep.

♡ Gojo, the love-struck fool-He can’t help it. No matter how much he tries to deny it, he’s falling for you.

Every interaction, every glance, every indifferent comment you make only makes him more obsessed with you.

But he’s Gojo Satoru, and he’s never been the type to give up so easily.

He’s decided.

He’s going to make you notice him.

No matter how hard it gets, no matter how impossible it feels,

He’s going to win this challenge.

And it’s going to be the best battle of his life.

@syrooo @11v1ngzomble @dekusdante @inoluvrr @hel1nn

boss levels aren’t so hard when your older brother has your back 👾

⌣⌣　　˳　 ⊹ EXCUSE ME? 𓏼 𝜗℘

SUMMARY: the school you and your husband's child, megumi attends called you one after apparently megumi got into a fight...

WC: another short fluffy fic, 657!

NOTES: HIHI BEEN A BIT SINCE I POSTED!!! guys i love fushiguro family like ohmyogd anyways PLEASE SEND REQUESTS I AM SO BORED AND ON WRITERS BLOCK

The call came just before lunch.

You were curled up on the couch, half-dozing in Toji’s lap while he scrolled through his phone, when yours started buzzing on the table. You picked it up with a groan, already expecting it to be spam.

But when you saw the name — Megumi’s School — your blood turned to ice.

You sat up fast. “It’s the school.”

Toji’s eyes immediately sharpened, phone dropping to the side as he leaned in. You put it on speaker.

“Hello?”

“Hi, this is Mrs. Takahashi from Sato Elementary. We’re calling to inform you that your son, Megumi, was involved in a… physical altercation today. We’d like you and his father to come in for a meeting.”

Toji was already standing. “We’re on our way.”

Fifteen minutes later,

You and Toji stepped into the office, calm on the surface, but both of you radiating that kind of cool, dangerous energy that made people instinctively step out of your way. You were dressed in all black, Toji in his usual fitted shirt and jacket, the kind of dad who looked like he fought people for fun and always won.

Mrs. Takahashi, the principal, and a meek-looking teacher were waiting.

“Thank you for coming,” she said, folding her hands tightly. “We need to discuss your son’s behavior today.”

“Where is he?” you asked immediately.

“Currently sitting with the nurse. He’s not injured, but—”

“What. happened,” Toji said, voice low, “exactly?”

The principal cleared his throat. “It appears Megumi punched another student. Several times. Unprovoked.”

You raised a brow. “Unprovoked?”

“Yes.”

Toji crossed his arms. “And you’re sure about that? Because my kid doesn’t swing first unless he’s got a damn good reason.”

The teacher adjusted her glasses. “It’s just that… he can be very quiet. Reserved. Sometimes children like that act out unexpectedly.”

You leaned forward slightly. “Did anyone ask him what happened?”

There was a pause.

“We didn’t get the chance before calling you—”

.

.

.

“You didn’t ask my son for his side of the story before labeling him a problem?” you snapped.

Toji’s tone darkened. “That’s not gonna fly with me.”

Mrs. Takahashi cleared her throat. “We understand this is upsetting, but physical violence—”

“Tell us who the other kid is,” you interrupted. “We’ll call their parents. Let’s have this conversation properly.”

The principal blinked. “I… don’t think that’s necessary.”

“Then stop trying to act like our son’s a criminal when you didn’t even ask what happened,” Toji snapped. “Megumi doesn’t throw punches for fun. What did the other kid do?”

The teacher hesitated. “…Apparently, there was name-calling. The other boy allegedly told Megumi his mom was stupid. And… made comments about her being pregnant. Called her ‘fat’ and ‘gross.’”

You felt Toji’s hand grip yours under the table.

You smiled—cold, sweet, dangerous. “So Megumi defended his mother.”

The principal looked uncomfortable. “Regardless, physical retaliation—”

“Toji,” you said sweetly, not taking your eyes off the staff, “can you remind me what we teach Megumi about defending his family?”

Toji leaned in, voice low and sharp. “That we don’t throw the first punch. But we always throw the last.”

The room went silent.

You stood, adjusting your coat. “We’re taking our son home. You can contact us when you’ve figured out how to actually handle bullying, instead of punishing the kid who stands up to it.”

Toji followed, not even bothering to look back. “And next time you call us in, make sure you’ve got your facts straight.”

Ten minutes later, in the car,

Megumi was sitting in the back seat, swinging his feet and holding an ice pack on his hand.

“Are you mad at me?” he asked softly.

You turned around, giving him a gentle smile. “No, sweetheart.”

Toji reached back and ruffled his hair. “You defended your mama. That kid had it coming.”

Megumi’s lips twitched into a smile. “He cried after the third punch.”

...

You blinked. “Third?”

Toji chuckled proudly. “Atta boy.”

Canon

shhhhhh i’m hiding from canon. it can smell fear

➢ 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐛!𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 ➢

Thoughts of knight! Megumi are hitting me hard.

From the age of ten, knight! Megumi grows up glued to your side. As the princess, your Father insisted upon someone guarding you at all times. He’s not a real knight as a child, but he’s training to become one! Megumi takes it seriously, mimicking everything Gojo, his mentor, does. He wouldn’t if it meant protecting anyone besides you.

Knight! Megumi is your best friend. It’s a secret of course, that you share inside jokes with him. That you whisper silly commentary about the stuck up citizens at the yearly ball thrown in your honor to him as he stands guard. Megumi has to hide his laughter with a cough or slam the metal face plate shut so he’s not caught slacking.

Knight! Megumi chases off all the sketchy suitors who wish for your hand in marriage. He knows you hate not being in charge of your own destiny, so if he can delay the inevitable even by a second, he will.

Knight! Megumi is the first boy you fall in love with. The only boy you fall in love with. He’s strong and loyal and pretty, and he scares away all the icky men. He’d strike down anyone for you if you’d only ask.

Knight! Megumi can’t say no when you plead with him to sneak into your bedroom in the dead of night. He’s wrapped around your finger, even more so when your pussy’s wrapped around his cock. When he shoves your knees to your chest he covers your mouth with his hand, or slips two fingers past your lips, presses on your tongue, and whispers “hush, princess.” The other guards can’t be allowed to catch on that Megumi’s fucking the princess, right? Surely the King would have his head.

Knight! Megumi knows that climbing into your bed every night contradicts just about every rule he’d been taught. He gives no fucks. He’ll never let another man lay hands on his princess. Megumi looks the King in the eyes and lies straight to his face, swearing on his life to protect your “virtue.” As if he hadn’t had his face in between your legs an hour ago.

Gojo’d be proud he’s sticking the middle finger to the man.

master list

Lil something for a moot on Twitter. Drew it on a small canvas, so pardon poor quality ;v;